Max: Come out with your arms akimbo, Mendoza!īrock Samson: So when do we get this clambake on the road? Sam: That's okay Max'll make his own fun. Reginald Van Winslow: I'm afraid there's no room at the table for your plus one, Sam. Sam: Hey, Reggie, these new chairs are great! It's like my keister is being held aloft by the wings of tiny velvet angels! Reginald Van Winslow: As always, I am Commodore Reginald van Winslow, retired, and I will be your host on tonight's perilous voyage on the seas of chance!īrock Samson: Hey, sweet cheeks. Reginald Van Winslow: That's what you said the last time. Samson! I once again remind you that the Inventory is NOT your personal abbatoire!īrock Samson: Yeah, yeah, send the cleaning bill to Venture Industries. Reginald Van Winslow: On behalf of everyone at the Inventory, I cannot BEGIN to express our unbridled elation to see you return for another night of high-stakes poker!īrock Samson: Yeah, uh, speaking of high stakes, things may have gotten. Reginald Van Winslow: And you've brought the Player! Splendid!
Samson! I lost track of you for a moment. Brock Samson.īrock Samson: Friggin' place is like a maze. C'mon, I'll lead you in.īrock Samson: Name's Samson. Skun-ka'pe: Good luck, hu-man.īrock Samson: Let's do it again sometime.īrock Samson: Oh hey, it's you.Alright.
